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It's a cold, cold morning and the coffee didn't help On the bed amongst tangled sheets is where we left our happiness Jason's singing in my ear but the bottles over there I've seen the trilogy...yeah We've seen this a hundred times before Now Jason's still singing but Ryan's on the calender He's hanging out with the minions and they all just stare It's a cold, cold morning and the coffee didn't help So take a walk with me and let the cigarette smoke revive us
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:48 AM UTC
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It's a cold, cold morning and the coffee didn't help On the bed amongst tangled sheets is where we left our happiness Jason's singing in my ear but the bottles over there I've seen the trilogy...yeah We've seen this a hundred times before Now Jason's still singing but Ryan's on the calender He's hanging out with the minions and they all just stare It's a cold, cold morning and the coffee didn't help So take a walk with me and let the cigarette smoke revive us
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:48 AM UTC
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